Forum Monster Exposed

Forum Monster Exposed

British psychologist Dr. Post spent ten years conducting modern psychopathological analyses of 300 famous figures from recent history. He found that there was only a hair's breadth between genius and mental illness—and sometimes they were one and the same.

Among novelists and poets, 46% suffered from mental illness, including American William Faulkner, author of The Sound and the Fury, and Frenchman Marcel Proust, author of In Search of Lost Time.

Among painters, the figure was 37%, including Vincent Willem van Gogh and Pablo Picasso.

Among composers, it was 31%, including Wilhelm Richard Wagner, composer of The Ring of the Nibelung, and Giacomo Puccini, composer of Madama Butterfly.

Among thinkers, it was 26%, including Bertrand Russell, Jean-Jacques Rousseau, and Arthur Schopenhauer.

Among scientists, it was 18%, including Francis Galton, Gregor Mendel, André-Marie Ampère, Nicolaus Copernicus, and Michael Faraday.

One after another, these were all household names, famous far and wide. Were you scared yet?

Fortunately, this world hadn't been ruled by the mentally ill. Among politicians, only 17% suffered from mental illness. The unlucky ones included Adolf Hitler, Abraham Lincoln, and Napoleon Bonaparte.

But there was no denying that literature was a major hotbed.

To everyone's surprise, Li Bai declined the Cao family's lunch invitation. Just as he had on the way there, he drove the "found" black Santana 2000 back to his rented apartment.

Before the police came knocking, he enjoyed the convenience his trophy brought him without a hint of guilt. Having a car really was different from not having one.

By the time he got home, it was already noon. Li Bai had no intention of cooking, so he ordered two meals for delivery.

The Yao family had given him a big red envelope the day before, with ten thousand yuan in cash inside. It was enough to keep him from worrying about money for a while.

While he waited for the delivery guy, he tossed the pair of black-framed, nonprescription glasses he'd bought on his way home in front of Qingyao Demoness.

"Stop playing on the computer for a bit. Imbue these glasses with the Spiritual Eye secret art. Make the effect last at least two years."

The demoness possessed the natural ability Spiritual Eye Illusion and was an expert in this kind of secret art.

"The laws of this world are strange, and it's hard for my Demonic Qi to circulate. Making the effect last two years will take quite a lot of effort."

The Azure Flood Dragon balanced the black-framed glasses on her head. She looked a little ridiculous.

It wasn't just Li Bai whose spiritual energy was sluggish and spells difficult to cast. The demoness had been affected too. Though she was already a Calamity Tribulation Realm Demon King, she couldn't even take human form.

These past few days, she'd given up on cultivation and devoted herself to playing on her laptop. She either played Minesweeper or argued with people online, with a distinct air of someone who'd decided to let everything go.

For this demoness, having food, drink, and company every day, with no other great demon trying to eat her or steal her territory, was practically heaven.

Since cultivating was so difficult, she might as well not bother. The only thing she still did religiously was bite Li Bai at the same time every morning, to vent her resentment at losing her Dragon Body. No matter what, the demoness refused to let Great Demon Li off the hook.

"Then make it one year."

Li Bai wished he could toss this lazy demoness into a pot and boil her for lunch.

"My cultivation hasn't even recovered by half, Young Master. You might as well stew me!"

She stopped playing on the laptop, sprawled across the desk, and rolled around like a rolling pin as she threw a tantrum.

Li Bai said irritably, "Three months. If you can't do it, I'll do it myself."

He'd estimated that the treatment for the Cao family's youngest daughter would take two years. The main purpose of imbuing these black-framed glasses with the secret art wasn't just to treat her delusion. Once the effect of the art wore off, the glasses would become a suggestive object and continue to work on her.

The principle was based on the psychological "Invisible Gorilla" effect, guiding Cao Qiuqing to unconsciously ignore suggestive elements that might trigger her fear and selectively turn a blind eye to them.

Over time, her delusion would be cured without medicine.

If Dean Zhou, Li Bai's immediate superior, knew about this targeted treatment plan, he would probably be unable to resist slapping the table in admiration.

"Then three months. But I have conditions!"

The demoness coiled up her body. The Demon Race truly was greedy and cunning.

"What conditions? Let me make this clear: if I can't do it, don't ask. Even if you do, it won't help."

Li Bai pulled the laptop toward him and casually fiddled with the touchpad.

A DELL XPS13 was worth every penny. Its quality was reliable. If it had been some cheap no-name brand, it would've broken down long ago under the demoness's nonstop abuse.

"I want a phone, a bank card, and ten thousand yuan in spending money every month! I, I..."

Qingyao Demoness's voice grew weaker and weaker as she watched Young Master's face darken like the bottom of a pot.

"I have something to say, and I'm not sure if I should say it!"

Li Bai's face was grim, and not just because the demoness had made an outrageous demand. He'd also seen the flame wars on the 17th Floor forum.

The ID "Li Bai's Demoness" stood out like a sore thumb. He clicked on a few posts and was so enraged he nearly blew a gasket.

"...Your parents must be siblings to have produced such a freak..."

"...How about a fight? Provincial Sports Stadium, tomorrow at three thirty in the afternoon. Bring whoever you want. If you don't show, you're a coward..."

"...What? You didn't see me? Are your eyes only for ogling girls with big boobs? I waited two whole hours and never saw you. You pathetic wuss, get lost..."

"...Come on! I'll crush you to death with my pussy..."

A fierce demonic life needed no explanation. Great Demon Li nearly spat blood. He'd never known the demoness had this side to her, and he had no idea where she'd learned such language. Damn it, who was she trying to crush to death with her pussy?

She was the kind of tough-as-nails woman everyone would avoid, over-the-top domineering.

They said that on the internet, no one knew whether the person on the other end was a human or a dog. The moment Qingyao Demoness went online, her true nature was exposed. Who would've guessed that the person behind the keyboard was a genuine Azure Flood Dragon Demon King?

"I only did it for your sake, Young Master!"

The demoness was clearly feeling guilty. She backed away, trying to sneak off.

Her Glazed Heart had shrunk considerably, but within three feet, nothing could escape its notice. There was no way she could get away. The moment she moved, Li Bai grabbed her.

"Don't go on the 17th Floor anymore. Understand?"

He'd been careless and let the demoness wreak havoc on Huxi City's local online forum, the 17th Floor. Who knew how much resentment she'd stirred up against him over the past few days?

"I understand!"

Qingyao put on an innocent, pitiful expression and stayed perfectly still in Li Bai's grasp.

Every demoness was a born actress. If she couldn't go on the 17th Floor, she could still go on Weibo. The internet was vast, and there'd always be somewhere she could let loose.

"Stay home and cultivate for the next few days. No computer for now."

Li Bai shut down the laptop, then changed the wireless router's Wi-Fi password, cutting off the demoness's internet access completely.

The demoness said miserably, "There is no Essence of Sun and Moon in this world for me to use. How am I supposed to cultivate?"

Her Natal Magic Tool was a Storage Dragon Scale. Because she'd once successfully transformed into a dragon, her storage space had remained vastly expanded even after she reverted to a flood dragon. The scale's appearance had even retained its dragon-scale form. It was the only dragon scale left on her flood-dragon body.

Like Li Bai, she had plenty of supplies from another world stored in the scale. But a Demon King's cultivation consumed a great deal, and those resources wouldn't last long.

"I have a way to deal with it. Just behave yourself."

Before today, Li Bai might not have had a plan, but now he had an idea.

"I'll do whatever you say, Young Master."

Qingyao Demoness wrapped herself around Li Bai's hand. It was hard to imagine her as the same fierce demoness who'd threatened to crush someone to death with her pussy.

"I can give you a phone and a bank card, but you'll only get three hundred yuan in spending money. My monthly salary is tiny, and I have rent, utilities, and gas to pay. Where would I get anything extra? Ten thousand yuan? In your dreams!"

Li Bai flicked the Azure Flood Dragon on the head and tossed her back onto the desk.

He scoffed at the demoness's solemn promise. If he took her seriously, he'd be the one to lose.

It wouldn't be long before she showed her true colors again.